Fourth Floor Common Room; Tuesday Afternoon.

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Setsuna was hungover. She was cranky. She had been a crow already today and couldn't stand being in her room because there was far too much Jude-ness in there, since, on top of being hungover, cranky, and post-crow, she was also suddenly single. She needed hot tea and a corner of the couch to curl up in and mope in, pronto. So that's what she did. Sitting quietly, cuddled up around her mug, staring disenchantedly at the blank television screen.

She was hoping she put off enough of an aura of emo and hate to ward off too much happiness from trying to enter the room.


[[ open, as common rooms are. I disappear in a bit for a class, but I'll be back after that ]]